After rebirth, I became a scumbag and his aunt

The closest pier on the Zhan'an River to the capital is in Futai Town, and it takes another fifty or sixty miles to reach the capital.

Han Youning stood on the deck and saw from a distance that there were crowds of people on the pier and flags flying. Soldiers in full armor stood majestically, waiting in formation, surrounding the pier.

They came not so much to welcome King Jin as to prepare and frighten him.

The guards and accompanying soldiers on the big ship all looked alert. Although their swords had not been unsheathed, their hands had already sheathed them.

There is a sense of tension between two armies at war.

Only then did Han Youning truly feel that the emperor had never really felt at ease with his younger brother. Those so-called respects, like Zhao Chengyuan's indifference and lack of desire, were all for others to see.

Zhao Chengyuan stood leisurely on the bow of the boat with a smile on his face, and his moon-white brocade robe with dragon and cloud patterns was hunting in the wind.

As the pier got closer and closer, the faces of the people on the pier became clearer. Han Youning's eyes tightened and his hands tightly grasped the railing.

In front of the line of soldiers, there was a group of officials in official robes, standing respectfully behind a tall man.

He was a handsome and gentle man, standing tall with a smile on his face. He was wearing a noble apricot-yellow brocade robe, a mighty dragon flying in the clouds, and a ferocious face.

Prince Zhao Chen.

The man who cut out a piece of flesh and blood from her heart.

Han Youning didn't expect to meet Zhao Chen so early.

In her previous life, she only met him a few months later. At that time, her father had returned to the court, and she was officially recognized as the eldest daughter of Duke Dingguo.

Due to the changes on her side, things have developed increasingly differently, and she wonders how much of her prophetic advantage will be left in the end.

At this time, he was twenty-three years old and still had the cheerfulness of a young man. But five years later, he could no longer hide the sinister look in his eyes, which often frightened her.

Although he never stayed overnight in her yard, he would visit her occasionally. And every time he went, he would just stare at her in silence, so gloomy that it made people breathless.

Zhao Chen also noticed her, his eyes fell on her for a moment, and he nodded gently. The warmth between his eyebrows and eyes was exactly the same as when they first met.

He is like a red fire on a cold winter night, which makes people warm and at ease, and makes people want to get close to him.

When everyone laughed at her for being fat, he said warmly, "Ignore them, you look very cute like this."

She turned into a moth and threw herself into the fire without hesitation.

at last……

He is not the only one who is destroyed.

Han Youning clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the hatred and disgust in his heart, and preventing himself from showing any signs of strangeness.

The ship docked, and Zhao Chen took two steps forward, maintaining the low profile of a junior, and respectfully saluted Zhao Chengyuan from afar across the landing board.

"My nephew came to greet the Seventh Emperor's uncle on the order of his father. The Seventh Emperor's uncle has worked hard all the way."

Zhao Chengyuan nodded slightly and walked ashore unhurriedly. He ignored Zhao Chen's hand to help him and put his hand behind his back.

He was younger than Zhao Chen, but he had the aura of an elder, and he had no intention of giving the prince Zhao Chen any face.

He tapped the soldiers with his chin, "What do these people do?"

Zhao Chen hurriedly took a step forward and explained, "Father received the memorial you handed over and heard that the garrison of Yuming Mansion was involved, so he asked his nephew to lead troops to receive them. They were supervised by Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment, so as to avoid the Emperor's

I took great care of you."

The soldiers shouted loudly, "We sincerely welcome the prince back to the capital!"

"Congratulations to welcome the prince back to the capital!"

…

The voice is majestic and imposing.

Zhao Chengyuan glanced at them lightly and said slowly, "Brother Huang is interested."

He turned back and told Luo Ping, "The soldiers in Yuming Mansion will be handed over to the people brought by the prince. The Jinzhou garrison will return the same way and the guards will stay behind."

"yes!"

Luo Ping took the order and returned to the ship.

Zhao Chen handed over his hand again, "Uncle Emperor, there is no need to be so anxious. The Jinzhou soldiers have arrived in the capital for the first time after thousands of miles away. They should be allowed to fully appreciate the customs and customs of the capital before leaving."

Zhao Chengyuan had no intention of being polite to him, "The prince wants to be the host, so you can go to them and tell them. I think they will also be happy to make friends with the prince."

What I mean is that it was your idea, the prince, to invite the officers and soldiers to stay warmly, and it had nothing to do with me.

It is the emperor's most taboo for a prince to be friendly with military officers and soldiers.

Zhao Chen smiled and didn't mind Zhao Chengyuan's sharp words. All the royal family and nobles knew that the Seventh Emperor's uncle was detached from the world and lived a happy life of wandering clouds and wild cranes. He was not close to anyone and did not like to deal with others in vain.

Therefore, there are no royal relatives or officials who are on good terms with Zhao Chengyuan. This is what the emperor likes to see most.

"My nephew is not familiar with them, so let's give it up."

When the officials behind Zhao Chen saw that the prince and the King of Jin had finished their greetings, they also stepped forward to pay their respects, looking even more respectful and humble than in front of the prince.

Zhao Chengyuan nodded and briefly said a few words to them. The officials were all flattered. It seemed that it was a great honor to speak to the King of Jin.

Zhao Chen could also feel this gap.

He watched quietly as the officials nodded and bowed. Some ministers among them were even in the third rank of the imperial court, and they were so flattering.

Look at yourself again. Standing next to Zhao Chengyuan, half a body behind, you are respectful and dare not go beyond.

He smiled bitterly to himself.

The sound of cheerful and carefree voices came from the boat.

He followed the voice and looked at the boy and girl walking in the sun.

It was Lu Lin who spoke. He was in his prime, full of energy, and exudes the unruly publicity of a young man.

The girl has a round figure and tender cheeks. She is dressed in a moon-white dress and has a silver hairpin and hairpin. Although she is plain, she does not hide her color. Her beautiful eyes are full of spirituality. Even though her expression is indifferent, her whole person is as lively and eye-catching as the pretty branches in early spring.

The raw peach blossoms look delicate and have never experienced any wind or rain.

"The emperor's uncle accidentally saved Duke Dingguo's niece, so he owes you a favor."

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Dong Guo is not the kind of person who talks about human feelings."

Zhao Chen curled his lips and smiled, "That's not necessarily the case. It's a huge thing for the emperor's uncle to ignore mundane affairs and make others owe you favors. No matter how ruthless Duke Ding is, he still has to be grateful to you."

Zhao Chengyuan looked at him sideways, his deep and narrow phoenix eyes slightly narrowed.

Although he had no expression, his gaze seemed as heavy as a boulder, making people feel depressed and suffocated.

Although Zhao Chen had the advantage of age, he could not remain calm under his gaze, "Uncle Emperor, what's wrong?"

Zhao Chengyuan slowly rubbed his fingers, "The Chen family girl is just the niece of the late wife of Duke Dingguo. There has been no contact between the two houses for more than ten years. How can you be sure that he will be grateful to me?"

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows, as if wondering why the other party asked him like this, "Since Miss Chen has defected here, she is the cousin of Duke Dingguo. It is also a life-saving grace. No matter how rude Duke Dingguo is, he should

Understand the reason."

Zhao Chengyuan turned his head and looked at Han Youning and the others, noncommittal.

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Dear friends, I post a punctuation mark here every day and go see the Duke’s wife. That’s finished. No need to rush for updates~~